Novel Snowflake Method Novels & Stories

Snow. Vanessa lifted her fingers toward the top of the glass ceiling. A gust of chilly wind blew through the room and settled in the air. A sheet of soft sparkling snowflakes began to fall around them. They quickly became larger and larger until each flake was the size of a silver dollar. The snowflakes coated Vanessa’s silver hair and lashes. She smiled and stuck out her tongue to catch a few. The snowfall became heavier and began to blanket the floor around them. Turning to Nick, she saw layer after layer of snowflakes landing in his jet-black hair. The contrast was striking, though his lycan body heat quickly melted any bits of ice he came into contact with. He shook his head, shedding of

I said. "Snow…. that's my name". She said. "Snow?...". I asked with a raised eyebrow to be sure I heard what she said. "Yes Snow,get out of the door I want to leave". Snow said as I opened the door and she left. "Snow...weird name". I muttered. That's a really strange name for a really strange woman,was that her nickname? There is no way Snow would actually be someone's name. What is she? Snowflakes? Snowflake sounded kind of adorable. I shook my head trying to get rid of such thoughts. There was nothing adorable about Snow, so I got back into the kitchen to eat my meal.

The young pups squealed in delight as enchanted snowflakes drifted down from the ceiling. Except these snowflakes did not melt when they touched the floor. They multiplied. Every step anyone took produced a small puff of glittery frost. Every sweep of a broom caused the flakes to break apart and scatter, then regenerate like they were offended someone tried to clean them. The warrior who had handed me the tinsel panicked. “It is spreading.” Lucian scrambled to his feet. “It is alive.” “It is decorative,” I said. Marek gave me a long look. “Aveline. The foyer is turning into an ice forest.”

I see the wolves are starting to advance towards us. I take a deep breath and look at my ice again. As I focus on the snowflake that forms in front of me it shimmers. Then, in a flash of white light, the ice melts and the snowflakes form again. I watch in amazement as the snowflakes dance around me for awhile, and then, as though being pulled by a magnet, start heading towards Starkev's army of wolves. melting some on their way. I lift my head and send another burst of ice shards flying towards them, freezing them where they stood except Starkev and the cloaked man. I raise my hands once more and the icy shards turn into spikes, sending them flying towards the men. In less than a few seconds

She grabbed my hand and pulled me outside. The snow fell in large, soft flakes in a silence that felt vast and grand. We walked side by side beneath the streetlights, the thick snow crunching underfoot. "Are you cold?" Amelia asked me. "No." I shook my head. Inside, my heart was warm. Suddenly, Amelia stopped and turned to face me. "Charlie," she said seriously, "there's something I've been wanting to tell you." I looked at her. Snowflakes fell on her hair, eyelashes, and shoulders. Her eyes sparkled, like they were filled with starlight.

Wait… bonds with an S? As the weight of her presence faded, a single snowflake appeared in front of me. It had a different shape from the one in the temple. But it also had it’s own glow. The snowflake floated towards me and went into my mouth, down to my lungs. I felt the sharp edge of the cold snowflake, and then it dissipated, energizing my body like a cold winter’s embrace. The feeling faded, and suddenly, I was back. The cold night air slammed into me as I coughed violently, choking on water. My body trembled, the pebbly shore pressing against my back.

she whispered. Kieran joined her, placing another log onto the crackling fireplace before walking to her side. "What is?" She smiled without taking her eyes from the window. "The first snowfall." As though the sky had heard her words, a single white snowflake floated gently past the glass. Then another. Within moments, hundreds followed. Soft flakes drifted silently from the heavens, covering the palace gardens in a blanket of white. Nova's face lit up like a child seeing snow for the very first time.

Her long, dark hair would be cascaded down her back like a river of silk, and her eyes the clearest blue, like two sapphires sparkling in the light. As the snowflakes melted on her skin, it was clear that she was as beautiful as her name, Snow. Her presence was so radiant that it seemed that the snowflakes were dancing around her in a mesmerizing waltz. She was a vision of beauty, a sight to behold. It was as if the winter chill had been broken and replaced by the warmth of her presence.

almost frozen. Narrowing his eyes, Kieran watched Narrah's pale face turn paler, almost white as paper. Her hand holding the windowsill has turned white from her tight grasp. Even Viddar and Nuallan were on their feet upon seeing Narrah's unusual predicament. Back outside, Erra's throat constricted painfully as the flake got nearer to the ground. Silence filled the entire highland as they await uncertainty. It has been a complicated puzzle for everyone for having only one snowflake for the Alpha's birthday. A phenomenon that is new to all of them.